The Female Fox Spirit Gets Spoiled by the Big Shot

Chapter 139-140

Chapter 139

At the very moment when those silver needles were about to touch Zhi Yao, they abruptly stopped mid-air, accompanied by a series of "ding-ling" sounds as the needles fell one after another to the ground.

This scene completely stunned the woman in the black robe. This dagger was something she had taken from her Ji Family's ancestral grave when she was kicked out of the family. It was the Ji Family's heirloom, and when she was abroad, she had used this dagger to slaughter countless minor demons. It was incredibly effective.

Those silver needles were coated with countless kinds of deadly poisons. Just a tiny scratch would mean certain death!

In her fifty-plus years of life, she had never seen such a monstrous creature as this giant white wolf before!

No matter how large or old a demon was, it would eventually fall under the power of her divine weapon. So why... why did it not work on this little demon?

As if refusing to accept defeat, she fiercely swung the golden dagger again and triggered a mechanism on the hilt.

The blade unleashed a fierce wave of energy, interspersed with countless small needles, headed straight for Zhi Yao.

But... that strange phenomenon occurred once more!

Just like before, the moment those needles were about to reach Zhi Yao, they lost all momentum and fell limply to the ground.

What was... going on?!

Evidently, Zhi Yao had noticed this occurrence as well.

That thing could harm her father, but it could not harm her!

Upon this realization, the woman in the black robe abruptly changed her target.

Zhi Yao was so tiny that in Ling Jue's presence, she was practically insignificant. She redirected her attacks towards Ling Jue instead.

In her eyes, Zhi Yao was merely a minor nuisance. As long as she killed that snow wolf, skinned its pelt, and gouged out its crystalline gem-like eyes to bring back to the Ji Family, those old fogeys would surely look upon her with new respect! She refused to believe that they would still expel her from the family then!

The obsession in her heart grew like rampant vines, nourished by her malicious thoughts.

She swung the golden dagger like a madwoman, launching one relentless attack after another at Ling Jue, barely leaving him any room to breathe.

Zhi Yao seemed to have a telepathic sense, as she would run towards wherever the woman in the black robe was attacking. Bizarrely, the needles seemed to have eyes of their own, instantly losing momentum the moment they sensed they were about to touch Zhi Yao, clattering lifelessly to the ground.

This was no longer a battle between the woman in the black robe and Ling Jue, but a battle between her and Zhi Yao, a contest of speed and ferocity!

The little girl ran breathlessly, as if expending every last ounce of her life's energy.

Yet, amid the tension, Zhi Yao did not feel tired at all. Her sole belief now was - she must not let her father be hurt again!

Watching the tiny Zhi Yao repeatedly running back and forth before him, Ling Jue found his eyes growing moist without realizing it.

"Yao Yao..." His hoarse voice seemed to carry a sob. "Father is so touched..."

At that moment, Ling Jue felt as if those searing wounds had disappeared, no longer feeling any pain at all. This was his daughter, his good Yao Yao, working so hard to protect him. He was simply... simply...